Aureole

Thursday, February 9th, 2012

135 West 42nd Street
New York, NY 10036

(212) 319-1660

Although Jack Frost decided to take a vacation from New York this winter, it has still been chilly enough to want to curl up with a great bottle of red wine. Okay, let’s be honest, that desire is not limited to winter nor to just ‘a great’ bottle, but you get the idea. This month’s restaurant choice was about wine first, and remembering a past recommendation, we were set with seats in the bar at Aureole.

Aureole stands on 42nd Street in the shadow of Times Square, but one walk by the glass front suggests that this is no tourist trap. You will likely find the bar buzzing with a hip clientele sipping their cocktails and vino against the backdrop of an illuminated second-story wall of wine. The kitchen is currently run by Executive Chef Marcus Gleadow-Ware, but it is likely the name of Charlie Palmer that comes to mind first since this is his flagship establishment that began in a townhouse off of Madison Avenue. It is clearly his vision of progressive American cuisine and farm-over-factory food that has created the Aureole we know today.

Aureole

Scene from the Bar

Although we generally try to avoid restaurant week, we find ourselves waiting for our table to be ready. We make our way to the bar and feeling like two spelunkers finding gold, grab two bar seats just vacated by an older couple. We push their empty drinks away to make room for a delicious Manhattan and refreshing Left Hand Pilsner. The bar is beyond standing room only, but no matter, we sit back and take in the ambience until we here the delightful words, ‘Excuse me sir, your table is ready.’

We peruse the restaurant week menu and understand that for $35 it is practically a steal, but the chestnut pappardelle is calling our name: added to the menu the night before we cannot resist, one of us needs to order from the main menu. Okay, pair that with the ribeye and we have a meal for the stars. The restaurant week menu pairing of scallops to start with short ribs as the main is satisfactory, but we cannot get past how delicious the Vigilius wine is (expertly recommended by the sommelier) with the fresh chestnut pappardelle with beautiful trumpet mushrooms. It is winter in a bowl and as we eat we agree that it is perhaps the best pasta dish we have ever had. Enough said. We will be back.

Yummm!

Yummm!

OMG! YUMMMM!

OMG! YUMMMM!

Experience 7/9

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Aldea

Monday, January 9th, 2012

31 W. 17th Street
New York, NY 10011

(212) 675-7223

Birthdays are great! So are meals that take you on a journey, which was our hope when we booked Aldea for the Ninth. Aldea, a restaurant we had walked by many times with the same conversation: What hides behind the water-like curtain [that shields the dining room from the street]? Happily, Owner and Chef George Mendes’s Iberian-Peninsula inspired restaurant is contained within.

After a wonderful half bottle of Veuve Clicquot and a few presents :-) , we are off to see what lies behind the curtain. We walk in to find a skinny restaurant that opens up to an exposed kitchen in the back. The hostess shows us immediately to a comfortable booth-and-chair two top that sits against a backlit bamboo wall. The décor is fairly simple with lighting that is a soft white. On this Monday, the dining room is about half-full if you do not include the upstairs, so it appears that on any given Monday you could walk in and find a seat.

Ordering is easy: 5-course prix fixe with wine pairings for $140 a piece. We sit back and relax. The amuse-bouche may as well be another course, an assortment of mussel soup, oyster and a salt cod croquette, all with a delectable glass of sherry. We move on to a glass of sake and an amazing foie gras plate. Sashimi tuna is next with a piece of tasty white fish right behind. The wine perfectly compliments each bite.

Amuse-Bouche or First Course?

Amuse-Bouche or First Course?

Before we know it, we find a beautiful roasted duck papayas before us and are soon spooning the Happy-Birthday dessert of pie and sorbet into our mouths. Okay, we admit, we are getting a little fuzzy at this point, but we manage a 10-minute conversation with George Mendes himself. This is one journey, wine and all, that we will definitely be making again. Thank you George.

Experience: 8/9

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Veritas

December 9th, 2011

43 E 20th Street
New York, NY 10003

(212) 253-3700

Winter time; the Holidays; a Great Meal; add these all up and the need for a great bottle of red wine may come to mind. This equation helped us select Veritas, an oenophiles friend located in the heart of the Flat Iron District under the Executive Chef Sam Hazen. Ironically, Veritas sits opposite Gramercy Tavern, the location of our special December meal exactly one year ago.

We arrive right on time and find our table will not be ready a little while. Generally this is no issue, but the bar is at capacity and having one of us on crutches makes for an awkward wait. We manage a lovely Petite Syrah while dodging the wait staff, but sadly growing a bit impatient with every minute. We survive.

Crutches gone, menus in hand, including a book that is the wine list, we begin to settle into the cozy ambience of the small dining room. Small groups and families alike, mostly older, all seem jovial with their wine and add an air of sophistication to the room. Now, what wine to order?

The one problem with such an extensive wine list is, well, that it is extensive. Many names are familiar but like most lists, many more are unfamiliar, and with the flip of the first page prices seem to board a bullet train to the top of the Alps, or at least out of sight of our wallets. With much help from the sommelier, we land on a 2009 Donelan Syrah at a healthy $120. It is beautiful and opens up throughout the meal only revealing more fruit, possibly blueberry.

The food seems secondary, but after a small amuse-bouche our appetites are back. “Bone marrow and oysters, please, and the veal chop and filet sound lovely. Thank you. Oh, however the chef recommends. Thanks.” Okay, enough talking, time to get back to our wine.

The meal is perfectly complimentary but the wine is clearly the star of the meal. A couple petite flour chocolates and espresso macchiatos set us straight before we head out into the wintery, holiday-spirited evening. You know what that means, a perfect night to enjoy a bottle of red.

Experience: 5/9

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Plein Sud

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

85 West Broadway
New York, NY 10007

(212) 204-5555

Plein Sud came to us as a brunch recommendation, but instead, we decided that a casual French brasserie was the perfect way to spend our ninth in November. Plus, we have not been to Tribeca in a while, so without further thought our ninth was set.

Plein Sud resides conveniently inside the Smyth Hotel, steps from Chambers Street station. Frederick Lesort, owner of seasoned restaurants Opia and Matisse, had the vision for Plein Sud even before the Smyth Hotel was finished being built. He must have decided that the city was ready for some more of his approachable French cuisine, driven this time by head chef Ed Cotton.

We decide to go sans taxi and catch the 1 train downtown. As we reach the top of the exit stairs we immediately spot the ‘Plein Sud’ marked windows. With a light skip in our step we make our way across the street barely realizing that this is also a hotel. A long bar greets us where we find a smiley hostess at the end. Unlike the bustling crowd in the bar, the restaurant is about a quarter full with diners who are well into their second course if not their last one.

We find ourselves at a large comfortable table for two and order glasses of bubbly at first sight of our waiter. Cheers to another month! The menu is straight forward, and with a little help from our knowledgeable server, we prep for escargot and calamari to start, with duck confit and scallops to follow. The food is completely acceptable without being impressive, but we seem to melt into a more relaxed state every minute: there is something to be said about not being pressured or not having to deal with a certain pretentiousness that is part of so many NYC restaurants.

We decide to enjoy two glasses of sauternes and share the floating island dessert, meringue floating on vanilla custard. The server comps one of our glasses of sauternes (which is a wonderful touch…and not cheap J) for being such a great table. This random act helps us sum up the politeness we have been experiencing all night. We decide to use the bathroom before heading out and discover a downstairs lounge complete with a 3-piece jazz band. Perhaps the comfort we feel is that this is easily more of a lounge scene after 9pm on a Wednesday. What will bring us back first, brunch or a cocktail, or perhaps both?

Experience: 6.5 / 9

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Tutto il Giorno

Sunday Saturday, October  9 8, 2011

6 Bay Street
Sag Harbor, NY 11963
(631) 725-7009

We have had a couple, what we consider, untraditional Ninth at Nines (e.g., picnic in the park), but this one may take the cake. That is because this experience actually takes place on the 8th. Let us explain.

We happened to have planned a getaway to Montauk, NY the weekend of the ninth and were due back to Manhattan for our much-anticipated dinner in the wine cellar of il Buco. The weather ended up being perfect. As a side note, we learned the hard way that rental car companies do not hold reservations. No matter, a generous friend saved the day with loaning us her Pontiac Sunfire we aptly nicknamed Sunny-D.

Anyways, after a sunset stroll on the beach we were on our way to Tutto il Giorno in Sag Harbor. The good news is we arrived right at 9:00pm, but we know that we are a day early. The reason we now write about Tutto il Giorno and not il Buco is because of a torn ACL that occurred Sunday morning while playing Frisbee on the beach…doh! Swollen knee, ice pack and delivery from Chelsea’s Westville (wonderful array of vegetables accompanied by two sandwiches) is how we spent our ninth; therefore, Tutto il Giorno it is.

Tutto il Giorno does not accept reservations and is well known among the Long Island elite as the place to go for Italian. The tiny 38-seat restaurant is co-owned by chef Maurizio Marfoglia and Donna Karan’s daughter Gabby Karan, who opened a second location this past summer in Southampton.

We arrive to Tutto il Giorno and as we suspect, the wait is well upwards of an hour, but we get lucky and slip into a highly coveted seat at the bar. The soft glow of the interior mixes well with the white washed walls and invites us to stay a while, so we instead of eating at the bar, we opt for a bottle of wine and wait it out for our table: A good choice indeed.

A bit giddy from our red wine starter, we take our seats in the main dining room. Although we do not spot any celebrities, the restaurant has a certain aura that makes everyone feel famous and we are happy to play along.

We do not need much time with the menu to decide on Polenta and Carpaccio for starters and the Pumpkin Ravioli and Oxtail Pappardelle as our mains. The food is exquisite. Each dish is simple, but elegant in a rustic way. The flavors leap off the plate and surprise but never venture too far from comfort-food familiarity. Some Tiramisu and Espresso and we are all smiles. Perhaps a knee injury is not the only reason we decided to make this 8th experience our 9th.

Experience: 8/9

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Txikito

Friday, September 9, 2011

240 9th Avenue
New York, NY 10001

(212) 242-4730

Wow! This entry marks our one-year anniversary of Ninth at Nine. It feels like only yesterday that we were blasting Sinatra in our new apartment and discovering that Pastis, our first Ninth at Nine restaurant, by fate happened to be located at 9 Ninth Avenue. Amazing! We decided it was only fitting to try another 9th avenue establishment, Txikito (pronounced “Chic-Kee-Toe”).

Txikito specializes in pintxhos (Basque tapas) and is the creation of Alexandra Raij & Eder Montero, the husband and wife team who began making their presence known in Chelsea as Tía Pol’s chef (Alex) and sous-chef (Eder). In fact, Txkito made it on our go-to list after sharing some wonderful tapas at Txikito’s sister restaurant located around the corner, El Quinto Pino, which is one of the true tapas bars we have found in the city.

Happy-hour celebration honoring our friend’s promotion almost makes us lose the time: 8:56pm! We have to go! Hailing an off-duty cab we whoosh down 9th avenue in record time. Don’t you just love when all the lights are green?

We easily spot Txikito by the crowd of people hanging around outside. We realize that we may not be eating for quite a while, which does not bode well for our empty bellies (empty with the exception of one-too-many tiki cocktails). Just as we make our way to the hostess stand two spots open up at the bar.  We make our move. Nice! Bottle of Spanish red: check! Olives: check! Okay, now what?

We peruse the menu and the specials written in chalk behind us. Without much hesitation we begin throwing out orders to the bartender: morcilla (crispy blood sausage filled bundles) and the Foie Micuit (homemade Foie gras terrine) are both must tries. As if back in San Sebastian, we feast on one small plate after another and melt into the warm ambience.

We sip the last of our wine, and talk about how we wish the San Sebastian beach were out the front window rather than a 9th-avenue-drunk man whose yelling has caused the bartender to lock down the restaurant and call the police. No matter! Our bellies are full, spirits jovial and are re-inspired by the need to get back to Spain. We receive and view the final bill with trepidation all too common with a great New York tapas experience. Exactly, how much did we order? Enough said.

Experience: 7/9

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Giorgio’s of Gramercy

August 9, 2011

27 East 21st Street
New York, NY
(212) 477-0006

It was pure happenstance that we discovered Giorgio’s of Gramercy. It was a sticky summer afternoon and we were winding our way home after a failed attempt to see the Alexander McQueen exhibit on its final day. Though arriving before the Met opened, our excitement dwindled upon seeing the longest line the museum had gathered since Mona Lisa took temporary residence in 1963. Waiting for five hours is not particularly our Sunday style, so iced coffee and a Manhattan stroll took over. Meandering west on 21st Street, Giorgio’s narrow entrance called out with the familiar Zagat sticker as its beacon. After a quick glance at the menu and a few taps on the OpenTable iPhone App, our reservation for the ninth was secured.

Giorgio’s of Gramercy is, not surprisingly, located in the historic and fashionable Gramercy Park neighborhood, where architecture is reminiscent of London’s West End. The restaurant offers an “eclectic American menu” driven by executive chef, Alejandro Reyes. Although one of the few Zagat-rated restaurants in the area, it holds a mystique of being a well-kept secret. Giorgio’s survives because it is a neighborhood mainstay with friendly prices to match. It is a place you are likely to return to, and often.

Our initial fear of walking into an empty dining room late on a Tuesday night is dissolved as soon as we enter. The candlelit restaurant is pleasantly filled, and there are even a few suit-and-tie guests enjoying cocktails at the bar. The hostess politely greets us, and noting our reservation, provides us with the choice between two two-tops. Noting our indecision, he instead offers a four-top in the center of the dining room. We appreciate the gesture and are happy to have a 360-degree vantage point.

The $50/person, 3-course Prix Fixe menu is a no brainer, especially with the affordable wine pairing addition. With deep red walls, cool artwork and Miles Davis playing at just the right level, we discuss how perfectly ‘New York’ Giorgio’s feels. It is the kind of local spot that tourists hope to encounter so they can tell their friends about it.

The first glass of wine arrives followed shortly by our starters. Since the two of us have ordered separate dishes for each course, we decide to battle it out. Who will have the better meal? Starter 1: a chilled Prosecco to match fried oysters with an unexpected chipotle spice. Starter 2: a Chenin Blanc accompanied by a hearty portion of tuna tartare. The winner: the fried oysters. Main 1: Red Italian blend to go with the surf & turf (the surf being a giant prawn). Main 2: Light red Italian blend and a veal chop. The winner: veal chop. Dessert 1: Muscadet with three scoops of gelato. Dessert 2: Port with s’more bread pudding. The winner: the s’more bread pudding. Lilly wins by a dish. :-)

The cuisine, overall, is good but not sensational. But that’s okay! If it were sensational, Giorgio’s would be a throng of tourists and the bill would jump to twice the price. That could never work in a place like this, which is exactly why Gramercy Park residents continue to come back. Nope – Giorgio’s is perfect just the way it is.

Experience: 8/9

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Buca

Saturday, July 9th, 2011

201 West 103rd St.
New York, NY 10025
(212) 531-8730

Our Group

July in New York City is a time to enjoy trips to the beach and picnics in Central Park with friends. The latter of which, is how we opted to spend our seventh Ninth at Nine of 2011. The weather was beautiful and the picnic our friend arranged had carried well into the evening. Instead of heading to a restaurant, we chose to enjoy the fruits of New York by having gourmet pizza delivered at 9:00pm to our picnic spot at 103rd and Central Park West.

Buca Brick Oven is described by the owner, Sebastiano Cappitta, as an “Italian small hole in the wall”. Striving to follow the ways of a traditional restaurant in Naples, all dishes are cooked in a wood-burning oven that sits on display in the rear of the tiny space. Pizza is the primary meal, but antipasti, pastas and dolci (desserts) are also prepared in the open kitchen.

Our al fresco dining room was located on a soft sloping hillside, snuggled between trees that leveled off to a small pond. As we awaited the arrival of our dinner, we spread out in a large circle and tossed two Frisbees back and forth, one that lit up in tie-dye colors. Having worked up an appetite we were all thankful that dinner arrived right on time latched to the back of a bike.

The delivery guy sensed our excitement and zipped through the 103rd street gateway and down the path to greet us. We made the cash exchange and laid the four pizzas across our quilt of blankets. As we opened each box, we tried to decipher which pizza was which by the glow of our smartphones.

“Which one has the anchovies?” “Here is the Margherita!” “Just give me a slice, already!”

Without too much worry, we grabbed a slice from whichever pizza lay closest at hand and proceeded to munch away. The crust was thin and crispy. The sauce tasted of fresh tomato with a slightly sweet note. In the ambience of fireflies we gobbled up the four pies in minutes flat. It is worth noting that the pizza was delivered nice and hot — always a big plus regardless of the establishment.

Perhaps a pizza picnic is not a traditional Ninth at Nine – what is traditional anyway? — Summer is too short not to take full advantage of beautiful evenings like this one. Some of New York’s best dining spots are not in any restaurants at all, but rather with the company of friends in the grandeur of NYC’s green spaces. Whether you choose Buca Brick Oven or your own favorite delivery gem, we highly recommend finding your own special outdoor dining room to enjoy this summer.

Experience = 8/9

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A Café

973 Columbus Avenue, New York, NY
(212) 222-2033

Tuesday, June 9, 2011

When it is raining out we usually opt for delivery. When it is a torrential downpour mixed with fork lightning (as it is this evening) we definitely opt for delivery. But that simply will not do tonight, because it is the ninth of the month. Per a friend’s recommendation, and to be polite to our wallets, we opt for a little out of the way spot on the Upper West Side called “A” Café. Carrying an umbrella big enough for two we jump on the “A” Train heading Uptown towards Columbia University. This is the first ninth that we’ve taken the train and it feels good to be checking out an unfamiliar neighborhood.

A Café

A Café Entrance

A Café is an Organic French Caribbean restaurant and with its B.Y.O. policy, it is a great way to enjoy a great bottle of red wine with dinner without breaking the bank. Visiting the nearest wine shop, we pick out a Jordan Cabernet from behind a sheet of bullet-proof glass. Not the most elegant wine shop but no matter. We are just happy to have wine in hand and dinner waiting.

With only one other table full in the small but long railroad-car sized dining room, we take the table up front. The exposed brick is a nice accent to the small candles that adorn each table. An odd mix of easy listening music fills the space. Our server, who also happens to be the owner, greets us with a gracious smile. He easily explains the concise menu and we agree with each of his recommendations: escargots in a cilantro-chili butter, mousse truffle, jerk-spiced roast duck and rabbit sausage over a ginger, carrot and cashew purée.

Mousse Truffle

Mousse Truffle

Jerk-Spiced Roast Duck

Jerk-Spiced Roast Duck

The escargot is the clear winner among our starters, while both the duck and sausage delight as mains. The food is not overworked, but still complex enough to make each bite interesting. We would not mind for the easy-listening music to be traded in for some world music to accompany the French-Caribbean theme, but we are grateful for any music at all.

Overall, the meal is enjoyable; the service is friendly; and the ambience works. A Café is one of those nice places to have in the neighborhood and with their daily 6:00 – 8:00 pm $25 Prix Fixe menu, we are sure the locals agree.  BYO or not, this is a steal.

Experience = 4.5/9

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Junoon

27 W. 24th Street, New York, NY
212-490-2100

Monday, May 9, 2011

Entrance to Junoon

Entrance to Junoon

What is considered a bad omen in the restaurant world? As we walk to Junoon restaurant in the Chelsea/Flatiron neighborhood, scuttling across the sidewalk is not a black cat but the first cockroach sighting of the year. It was bound to happen eventually – this is New York City after all, and the weather is getting warmer — but why now? Hopefully it is not a sign of things to come.

Stress is also apparent as we prepare for a 17-day around the world trip, which looms less than a week away. Despite the long to-do list and having a tight budget loosely in order, we stay true to not letting any ninth of the month go unfed. In fact, our trip is the primary reason we now enter the palatial restaurant: Mumbai, India is the second stop on our journey around the globe (oh, and we also love Indian food!).

Junoon, in a nutshell, is upscale Indian and the muted but sophisticated limestone interior feels ‘of the moment’ and very New York City. The grand double-doors of the new space open up to a 50-foot promenade, complete with mirror pool and silver tree-of-life sculpture that splits Junoon’s dining room in half. We make our presence known to the hostess and wander to the lounge area for a pre-dinner cocktail.  The crowd is a mix of wealthy hipsters and business groups and we shoulder our way to the bar for specialty cocktails.

The first glass arrives with a lovely fruit garnish, but the sticky exterior takes away from the champagne’s elegance. The bartender is forced to find the other cocktail in the recipe book; not a shameful act, per se, but it sure puts into question our conversation for recommendations. No wonder he kept trying to sell us three of the easier cocktails on the list. We already find ourselves discussing disappointments as we perch on one of the hand-carved benches.

A few sips in and the blonde hostess, looking shaky in her stiletto heels, leads us to a corner table with a good view of the large space. Adjusting our eyes, we notice how the ambience of the room is robbed by a flood of light from the kitchen. Not only that, but the sterile-looking kitchen doors look like they would be more at home in a hospital’s cafeteria. We share a sigh of gratefulness not to be facing the flourescent view.

Kitchen lighting aside, Indian music plays overhead at just the right level and everyone appears to be enjoying themselves. Though most diners are formally dressed, there are a few denim-wearers who look out of place in Junoon’s grandeur. What happened to dress codes anyway?

The dinner menu is detailed and lengthy but our eyes divert to the ‘Five Elements’ tasting course at $75 a person that incorporates all the regions of India including what else but the five elements of cooking: Handi (pot cooking), Sijri (open fire pit), Pathar (stone), Tawa (griddle) and Tandoor (clay oven).

Once ordered, we are well coached by the Sommelier towards a $55, 2009 Brick House Gamay, which holds up nicely against the varying spices and flavors of the long meal. He does a nice tableside wine service, and it is more formal than we have seen before (the wine has its own table for crying out loud). For dinner, starters include quail and piri-piri shrimp with avocado, but the lobster tail and lamb are the highlights of the meal. Two decaf espressos help us wash down our chocolate-spiced cake and an unappetizing date pudding cake.

Lamb Course Chocolate-Spiced Cake

Midnight ticks near and we are now one of only two tables shutting the place down. Thanking our server, we take a trip to the restroom before walking home. The grey slip-protector on the stairs feels cheap and out-of-place after admiring the beautiful Indian sculptures above. The same juxtaposition sits at the bottom of the stairs where a spice-grinding room stands near bathroom doors similar to those of Penn Station.

Junoon strives hard to provide a formal Indian experience and from the décor to the ambience to the food, it does come close. But it’s often the little things that leave a lasting impression, much like the blonde hostess who noticeably switches to flip-flops in the middle of the evening. Although the food for most part was sensational – Chef Vikas Khanna clearly is the star here – we are now more than ever excited for some local Indian cuisine. Mumbai here we come!

EXPERIENCE = 6/9

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